I think of you sometimes. Your soul. Your energy. I wonder where in the universe you are. I wonder if in another timeline peace was something we all achieved and found. One chance meeting and sometimes I feel your energy lingering. Seems a lifetime ago, but I wanted to say that. Love, Fuck.
One for every year you have been gone. I hope you have true peace.
I still think about you from time to time. I wonder what kind of person you would be after all this time and it makes me sad. I hope you at least found some peace and are resting easy. You are missed.
Fuck! I miss you.
Even after all these years, knowing you're not there to reach out to anymore leaves me empty and sick to my stomach.